I SUCCUMBED. OR, as younger people say, I caved. I’d been looking at my Phantom’s bodywork (the victim of a blow-over respray prior to my renewed ownership, after a white ‘wrap’ was removed) and alway

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When the Mk2 Dacia Duster reached our shores in 2018, we were mightily impressed. The original had won hordes of UK fans for its ruggedness and affordability, but it was this later iteration that real

People are prone to certain behavioural ticks, the sort of misjudgements that depart from rationality. This would be one of them. On entering the environs of an active airbase, the sensible thing to d

This month, the big man comes clean about a recent car purchase.

It’s a petrolhead’s dream: wrestling a rusty old padlock and prising open a creaky door to unearth a classic car ripe for a loving restoration. It’s called a barn find, and there are YouTube channels